Released and Baby Thoughts

Yesterday Trevor and I were released from our calling as teachers of the 7-8 year old primary class.

I'm usually sad when I get released and this time was no different. I love those little kids in our class and I've loved teaching them this year. It was great too to co-teach with Trevor and work side by side on our lessons. I feel like I learned so much from my time in primary, hopefully lessons I can apply when little guy is born.

That is why we were released. I requested it, actually, for the first time in my life, because I figured Primary wasn't the best place to bring a little newborn--so many cute kids there but also so many germs! I guess it's back to the adult class for me now. Gosh... I haven't really been in the adult class since my singles' ward days. Everything has changed since then! It'll be interesting to see how Come Follow Me works for adults.

I am so excited for the baby to come. A few weeks back, I had a goofy dream that he was born, and we were so so happy. And then we realized that my hospital bed was actually in a horse stall in a stable, and that my doctor had tricked me into giving birth in a stable like the Christmas story. :) Before that, the dream was awesome! I was disappointed when I woke up and realized how long it would be before I could hold baby in my arms.

Other times I get a little panicked, though. We still don't have a lot of baby things--no nursery set up, and lots to do to get ready. I need to get a move on that.  I managed to buy some essential baby items on black Friday, so we should have the basics at least, and one of the wonderful sisters in my ward gave me a lot of her baby stuff so we are at least somewhat prepared.

I found us a ridiculously cheap newborn photographer who will come to our house to take some pictures (I'm a fan of studio pictures, but Trevor isn't). Her example photos all seem to feature adorable nurseries that are perfectly decorated. My goal is to have something cute set up before she comes (and ideally before baby is here!)

Right now we are taking a birthing class. So far we've only had 1 session, but in that session I was amazed how much I learned about exactly how my body works and what labor is going to look like. This week our class is taking a tour of the birth center at the hospital--I have a feeling that will make things a lot more real. On Friday I'm also heading to the hospital to get pre-registered for baby's big day.

To sum up: I simultaneously cannot wait for baby to arrive, and am terrified thinking of everything I need to get ready by then. But mostly I am excited to meet him and see what he looks like. I'm curious to learn his personality. I hope I can be a good parent to him like my parents were to me.